Forbidden Fruit Tattoo Novels & Stories

He thought again, "sinuous, dangerous and supremely sexual." One tattoo in particular was prominent and drew the eye; it was a bright red "slut stamp" very low on her lower back that was repeated low on her belly, just above the pubic mound. It said, in both locations, "Candy Slut to Paulo Zero." The words of the tattoo were in a pre-Columbian language that Barnes would never have a hint of. In addition, like a Bay area poster from the psychedelic era the tat's lettering was very stylized, even if it was in English it would be near impossible to read. Some English word fragments were visible in the edging and lines of the distorted shapes. Incorporated into the tat were sexual images and tri

She felt the urge to learn the outline of his body with her tongue she really wanted to taste him. Her eyes ventured further to his chest, his left breast was covered in an intricate tattoo she couldn’t really make out what it was from this distance but she just knew it would be breathtaking. Seeing that the tattoo travelled down his left hand as a sleeve made her want to eat him up more. She had a thing for sexy men with tattoos they just looked so damn tasty. His arms were muscled not too much just the perfect amount to make any woman drool, his hands were big with long fingers and she felt the urge to have them wrapped around her neck. What in hell was wrong with her why did she want to d

My eyes drifted down to his torso, and my breath caught. God must have enlisted his finest artist to carve Killian Knight. The tattoo, a haunting web of thorned vines, began at his right hip and sprawled across his torso. Its black branches reached his heart, with another branch peeking over his left shoulder and spreading down his arm to his elbow. The intricate design, hidden beneath his clothes, was now fully exposed.

He grabs my wrist and kneels above me. “Anata no tame ni yoyaku-zumi, Reserved for you? For me?” he read my tattoo and tighten his grip on my wrist. “Your tattoo is turning me on, don’t you know that’s illegal?” he leans down and whispers that on my ears as he bites my helix. “Illegal?” I whisper. “Yes, because it’s tempting me to plant my seed on you.” I don’t know but that just heat up everything inside of me. “Ahhh…” I have a heavy breath when I felt his hands slowly pulling my underwear down.

A pretty pink pussy with puffy lips already flowering open in arousal greeted me, her mons shaved completely bare. I chuckled. "I was half-expecting you to have a neon blue landing patch." Holly giggled. "That's a good idea, actually." "I like the tattoo though," I added, pointing to the small image of a pair of red cherries joined together by a green leaf tattooed within her bikini area. Holly giggled again. "Only a select few ever get to see THAT one."

Both of them looked at me like I was insane. "First, he can tattoo? Second, you let him put his family crest on you? Damn girl." Becky laughed. I rolled my eyes. "Obviously. And well, it seemed fair. He let me tattoo him. The same spot, but his is a lotus flower sitting on a crescent moon with the five moon phases under it." I shrugged. "Wow. So you two are next level in this relationship. It's that serious." Becky whistled.

" Yes of course." " Okay, get ready cause is long..." He said why putting down his food. " Okay firstly, I have one on my chest a wing tattoo which signifies liberty for me. On my forearm, the word GO is written in capital letters cause I love traveling. On my right bicep a big moon representing darkness, on my thorax a rose surrounded with thorns representing the lovely but difficult relationship with my mom. Here,( showing me his left hand) three birds on the back of my left hand representing freedom of choice. On my left-right arm my name written in Chinese, this one, I have done it in Japan during one of my trips. On my left palm a roaring lion representing power. On my right middle fing

Grace long to explore it, but she respected Xan's wishes. “Grace, you shouldn’t be out here by yourself!” Xan said coming up behind her and putting his hands around her waist. Xan softly kissed the side of Grace's neck where her Gang mark was. The mark was a Phoenix and a Lion rearing on its hind legs with a harp in between them. All three gangs are represented in a beautiful coat of arms style tattoo. Xan had repeatedly told her that she did not need to have it on her neck, but Grace wanted to show who she finally was. Yes, it hurt like a bitch, but it was something that Grace truly wanted to do and her family could not be prouder.

“It’s not your fault to have that promise, isn’t it your parents who promised you that? “ Tracey said. “Do you guys even know why it’s called a Forbidden promise?” Albert asked. “It’s forbidden for the parents to promise their child those kinds of promises.” Amana answered but Albert shook his head and chuckled. “It’s called forbidden because you can’t have it if it’s not running through your blood. It’s not the same as the ordinary promises, there are rules in giving your child a promise. You promise them a power but you also have to promise them a weakness but on forbidden promises you can only inherit what your parents have and the weaknesses are not planned. Forbidden promise users are e

“Then I’ll take mine off instead.” And just like that, without the slightest shame, he stripped completely bare in front of me. Honestly, a man standing upright was far more distracting than one lying down, especially those long legs. It was impossible not to let my imagination wander. “Where exactly are you looking?” He grabbed my chin with one hand and turned my face forward before continuing calmly, “The parasite needs to become familiar with your body before it’ll fully obey you…” Unfortunately, the Revival Worm clearly wasn’t as obedient as the Deathfeign Parasite.